Una madre adinerada contrata a un acompañante masculino, pero él se enamora de su hija. El conflicto madre-hija hace que la joven huya con una amiga que está atrapada en una red de prostituc... Leer todoUna madre adinerada contrata a un acompañante masculino, pero él se enamora de su hija. El conflicto madre-hija hace que la joven huya con una amiga que está atrapada en una red de prostitución.Una madre adinerada contrata a un acompañante masculino, pero él se enamora de su hija. El conflicto madre-hija hace que la joven huya con una amiga que está atrapada en una red de prostitución.
- Dirección
- Guionista
- Elenco
- Jitter Bug
- (as Aileen Morris)
- Stewart - Singing Bridge Player
- (as Monty Collins)
- Party Guest
- (sin créditos)
- Knife-Thrower in Club Act
- (sin créditos)
- Jitter Bug
- (sin créditos)
- Dirección
- Guionista
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- Producción, taquilla y más en IMDbPro
Opiniones destacadas
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The plot itself concerns a very vain and stupid mother who is too busy running around with male escorts (the real type, not male prostitutes). Her favorite male escort begins dating her daughter on the sly and you assume he's up to no good--especially since she seems pretty "fast". However, where the film goes next and the actual character of this man was very unexpected--making this very low-budget film worth a peek. Aside from a few poor performances and the odd talent show portions, it's a pretty good suspense film about the seamier side of life.
By the way, for an exploitation film, this one does NOT have any nude scenes--the plot is rather adult and there are some women in lingerie but that's really about all.
The filmmaking is poor. The acting is mostly stiff and average at best. I'm not sure about the intention. It is a B-movie. One can argue that it's better than most B-movies. That's not a high bar to clear. I am engaged enough to stay with the story and there are some fun dance scenes. In the end, this is not good enough.
Upper cruster Lucy Morgan (Betty Compson) spends most of her time playing bridge with fellow elites and buying the attention of phony counts from an escort service while ignoring daughter Marian (Mary Ainslee) who throws wild parties while she is absent. Enter Count Dehoven (Willy Castello), gigolo with a conscience and the attention of both mom and daughter. The Count falls heavily for the daughter much to mom's consternation, causing a major rift that sends Marian off to live with her star struck friend who in reality is being held hostage in a bordello, a fate now awaiting Marian. Can she be rescued? Looks like a job for the Count.
This crass high society expose may lack subtlety, second takes and production values of any kind but it does offer some warped incite into the era ( jitterbugging teens, absentee parents) via cautionary tale and the offbeat casting of a suave two bit gigolo as its moral conscience. Battling the hackneyed script and his own limited abilities Willy Costello brings both the unctuous and noble out in his Count DeHoven.
Ainslee's Marian is a bit long in the tooth for a confused teen but silent screen superstar in career free fall Compson is indomitable in a low key Billie Burke sought of style as an incurable romantic and while their scenes together lack smoothness they do confront the heart of the matter.
Mad Youth puts on no airs as it plows its way to its tepid climax but it does score points with its Code challenging moments and fun juxtaposing of the generations; the younger caught up in an energized frenzy at a party (featuring in another bizarre twist a baton twirler in full uniform) while their ever so proper parents battle ennui at bridge tables in another part of town with Ma Morgan attempting to bed the count, forever lying about her age.
Mad Youth may be a bad film but under the right circumstances it can be quite entertaining.
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- TriviaOrchestra and all acts by courtesy of La Golondrina Cafe, Los Angeles.
- Citas
Count DeHoven: You mean to tell me you let your daughter go and visit Helen without even knowing where she lives?
Lucy Morgan: Well, yes. She said she'd write in a few days.
Count DeHoven: But all we know about Helen is that she ran away to marry a man she had never seen. A man she met through a matrimonial agency advertisement.
Lucy Morgan: Yes, I... I guess that is so.
Count DeHoven: Don't you know that some of those agencies are the worst kind of traps? That many of the customers are criminals, morons, white slavers, or people who are mentally or physically diseased?
Lucy Morgan: Oh, I've never given it a thought.
Count DeHoven: Oh, you American mothers, with your Bridge parties, and beauty shops, and your silly flirtations. Wasting your lives and neglecting your duties. Letting your children run wild for lack of sensible parental supervision.
Lucy Morgan: Oh, you don't know American children. They're spoiled and disobedient, and drunken.
Count DeHoven: Drunken? Yes, drunk with the exuberance of youth and sheer joy of living. There's nothing really wrong with the children of today. Nothing that proper environment and congenial home life wouldn't correct.
Lucy Morgan: What do you expect us modern mothers to do?
Count DeHoven: Quit trying to be butterflies. Get back to the business of being mothers, like your mother, and your grandmother, and generations of mothers before them.
- ConexionesEdited into Confessions of a Vice Baron (1943)
- Bandas sonorasI'd Rather Be a Bum on Broadway Than an Angel in the Sky
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Detalles
- Fecha de lanzamiento
- País de origen
- Idioma
- También se conoce como
- Girls of the Underworld
- Productora
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- Tiempo de ejecución1 hora 16 minutos
- Color
- Mezcla de sonido
- Relación de aspecto
- 1.37 : 1